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See it once, see it twice, see it any way it's sliced. Take a chance, roll the dice, it's just the game of life. It can be cruel, stab you with a knife take a step back don't let it rule over you. Things fly out of the blue. It's hard to know what to do, when life doesn't pick any sides, its neither wrong, nor right. Don't try to fight the light you look better in plain sight with the rest of us, this is a must. Left alone to rust truths hidden under dust brush it away and you'll see it's all just a race between death, you, and me.
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Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 12:59 PM UTC
The Game of Life
See it once, see it twice, see it any way it's sliced. Take a chance, roll the dice, it's just the game of life. It can be cruel, stab you with a knife take a step back don't let it rule over you. Things fly out of the blue. It's hard to know what to do, when life doesn't pick any sides, its neither wrong, nor right. Don't try to fight the light you look better in plain sight with the rest of us, this is a must. Left alone to rust truths hidden under dust brush it away and you'll see it's all just a race between death, you, and me.
My brother and I wrote this one together. I wrote some lines and then him and then back and forth. It was just for fun so it might not be the best but it was really fun. Thanks, Alex!
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14/F/The depths of my iNsAnItY
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 12:59 PM UTC
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